The Warner sun. (Warner, Brown Co., Dakota [S.D.]) 1885-1???, 1887-09-23

covered that Nine. de Pompadour
was no Other than his tickle Mlnna,
came M to her and began to talk. Az
first his attempts at conversation
were coldly received, but Jack was not
easilv snubbed, and at length she
seemed to relent and gradually gllded
~nto a friendly chat. =,
Carniorth was delighted; he begged
for q waltz, and Minna did not refuse
the request. When the dance was
ended he led his partner into one 81
the pleasant hooks in thegarden, hop
inc that the widows mood would not
change before he found courage to pro-
pose. But the lady's thoughts were
Still running on Louis; she was deter
mined not to throw up the cards yet.
The first thing was to get rid OF earn
forth, 80 he was dispatched TO fctch
an ice, much to his disgust. Just as
she was about to leave the arbor IN
search of the reCalcitrRnt tltz she
was startled by a rustic in the bushes
near, and a voice-Clementlna's voice
Whispering her name. At the same
time the bushes parted, showing the
blue dress OF the queen.
"Clementina.." cried the astorished
lady; you "here.."
"Hush, dear. Ihave been trying to
speak to you all the evening"
1"Indeed?" retOrted the other coldly;
81 thought you were better occupied
ooh, Minna, don't be unkind! l
thought | could depend onyour friend
ship"
"My friendship. Much you care for
that, infatuated as you are by that
little" SIZE paused, unable to find a
word strong enough to express ner
feelings.
'Minna, dearest you surely are not
jealous OF me?',
''Jealousl no., indeed. I don't ad.
mire your pocket Adonis your duo
decimO XIV" said Minna, with wither.
ing scOrn.
"Then we won't quarrel over him,
but unite our forces against the com
mon foe," retorted the other with
spirit.
THE common foe? What do you
mean?"
Just what l say. Minna, there is
treachery somewhere. Some m is
playing me, playing us, a cruel trick
tonight"
do speak out plainly, DEAR" said
the other, with a little laugh. ~ am
too stupid to guess riddles"
Come with me, then, and l will
show you something more puzzling
than any riddle" And Clementina
drew her friends hand through her
arm and led her rapidly toward the
most secluded part of the garden. |
saw them 90 in this direction" she
went on excitedly. "Look, Minna,
don't you see a blue dress over
there?"
Eyes; but there are ever so many
blue dresses here tonight"
"Not like that one" whispered
Clementina in her ear; sit is a fac
simile of mine"
"Then it is not you Mr.. Brandon
has been dancing with all the even
ing?" replied the other breathlessly,
a light suddenly breaking in on her.
mo. He had been dancing with
my double"
my poor ~Clementina; but you
are"
Determined to find out who has
played me this shameful trick" she
interrupted fiercely. Nov silence,
or they will hear us. Here they come
they are going to sit on that seat
Drawing the astonished Min,
ma after Ter, Mrs. Somers slipped
behind a large bush oil Servings,
which effectually screened them from
view. Little Fitz and his fair com
panion sauntered slowly down the
path, and as Clementina had predict
cd, seated themselves Oh a garden
bench close by. There was an air o
tender empressment about the former
which at once struck the eager watch
ers.
"And you will give me that rose
dear Mrs. Somers," he was sayins
earnestly, as he bent over the small
jeweled hand Of the unknown.
Clementina nearly cried aloud. Oh
this is dreadtul-the Adonis was posi-
lively making love to ner double be
fore her very eyes. The fair ~incognita
laughed unsteady as she detached The
coveted flower from her dress anc
gave it to the delighted Fitz.
"Oh, yes, Mr.. Brandon, why should
refuse you such a trifie? / only asE
one thing in return"
Mrs. Somer's heart stood still. Was
she dreaming? The unknown not on
ly wore her dress, but spoke in heI
voice.
y a refuse you nothing" protest
ed Fitz, ardently.
Then tell me why you let that sill
Mrs. Desmond monopolize you as shl
does? Come, confde in me; are you il
love with herr"
I'm love with her" he rejoined, has
tily. sob, no; surely dearest lemen
tina you should know better tina,
thatl"
Mrs. Desmond cIenched her hands
ooh, the little hypocrite.s' she breath
ed.
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